I've got one of those, but this time it was my own *%$* fault.

I was at the library studying for an exam, and saw this incredibly gorgeous guy. We kept making eye contact and smiling at each other, but I couldn't work up the guts or a decent excuse to go over by him and start talking to him.

So, feeling a little goofy, and confident that I looked extra nice that day, I decided to make an unusual move. I wrote on a piece of paper:

"Hi. I'm Ginger. You're cute and I'm single, here's my number if you're interested."

I figured...the guy is in a library...in the law section no less...very nicely dressed...he's probably a law student or something...smart, attractive...good catch, right? So as I walked out the door, I put it on the table he was sitting at and smiled at him.

Well, I forgot about it after a day or two, and never really expected anything to come out of it...it was just a funny story to tell my friends. About a week later my phone rings and I answer.

"Hey, this is Andrew, is this Ginger?" Now, not knowing anyone named Andrew, I was a bit confused, but I said yes, I was Ginger.
"Yeah, I'm the guy from the library...I got your note and thought you were a fine piece of ass, wanna come over tonight and hook up?" I played stupid and acted like I didn't know who he was, and eventually ended up hanging up on him. Ew! Freak! So guys, this is why we don't approach you....there's just too many wierdos out there!!!